Boobs, birds, and being in a hurry!
Tuesday night, seminar wasn't that boring. I was just in a hurry to leave. Lizards are neat, especially when you put one male on a leash and place it next to another free moving wild male and see how much they fight!
At home, I watched part of 'Manderlay'. It has Ron Howard's daughter in it. It was weird, but good. It's like watching a play, but in movie format. I watched random tv and did some guitar playing. I tried to watch "House", but FOX went all fuzzy, so I watch "Big Brother". Booger-head won, the rake with tits lost, and Janelle was given $25000 from America's choice.
Wednesday morning, there was a very dead and very stinky skunk on the bridge into town.
More snake theft news, I check the Trib-Star online for articles about the incident (to see if my name was mentioned - it was not) and there were two of them. The second one was about the asshole who stole my snake. During the search I brought up this jackass' name and everyone said "he's not that stupid!". Apparently he is, and is getting off very lightly compared to all the charges the school could file against him. I never even met the guy, I have just heard stories that he is crazy with animals and stuff. I think he should be forced to buy me a new snake! Apparently back in the day when AK was starting the snake stuff, jackass was a student and wanted to help, but he was a little TOO into the snakes. George would not let him help for fear of someone getting envenomated at the hands of this douche.
Histology was uber-long! During lab I went to tell Beth and Angie downstairs that the idiot she said would have not stole my snakes actually did it! She was shocked! I continued looking at slides, and still have to finish looking at like 6 or 7 more.
After playing with microscopes, I went to play with more microscopes teaching Bio lab to the kiddies.
Then, I ate more cold veggie pizza + plums and tried to figure some stuff out. I could not find Dr. Moga to ask about stains (and my test grade) and I was starting to get really nervous. This anxiety has given me my motivation and focus back the last 2 days, so I guess it is good. I think it is here to stay since I only have 1 little over a year to finish my research and writing. Anyways, a blurb about my research is going to be part of a BBC / National Geographic piece on rattlesnake behavior. I really need to hurry up and get a quick and dirty cool-looking (even if it is inaccurate) model of the pit organ. I have til friday or it will be left out of the BBC thing. But here is the kicker, I will be out of town when they are shooting it next weekend. I will be in North Carolina with friends for my friend Eileen's wedding reception. Sorry Mom and Dad, I will not be on tv, but I should be mentioned (hopefully, though I may need to teach George how to say my last name properly). When all this crap was being set up I was told sometime in the beginning or middle of September, after I booked my flight I found out it was the same weekend. I would not be surprised if my parents told the newspaper back home that part of my research was going to be on a BBC thing (which wouldn't be bad at all!). But who knows what the BBC will opt to use of George's script of cool rattlesnake things.
After having severe agita, I went home to eat some chicken parm patties (again offensive to my people, but oh so tasty!) and watch 'Kinky Boots'. It was so cute. The drag queen, Lola was played by this black British guy who pops up in lots of movies. He was amazing as Lola. Ed from 'Shaun of the Dead' was in it, he was a pig and a bastard, and so was Jemima Rooper (Thelma from "Hex") and she was a right bitch as well. Basically, thigh-high heeled drag queen boots are really woman's boots and can't support a 6'2" man. So a dull British shoe factory owner finds a new market when he inadvertently gets knocked out by Lola (the queen) trying to help her.
She designs the boots and turns the factory around. This really happened, but not quite in the same way, in Britain.
I watched "Bones" and it was good. Next week should be better. I kind of watched an thing on some ho-bag teacher who slept with her 14-year old student while I read for Ecology seminar. So skanky!
The reading was a chapter on these evil things called cowbirds! They are brood parasites and lay their eggs in other birds nests. They also kill/ toss out other birds babies to make room for their own so they don't have to take care of their kids. Aww, they are like ghetto-rats!
I played some guitar again, and then went to sleep.
I did not sleep very well, it seemed like I was in bed forever (which is better than closing your eyes and then having the alarm ring only to find 7 hours passed by in like 2 minutes). I did have one good dream, it involved boobs and a pool. I don;t remember much about it except the boobs. Those are fun dreams.
I got ready, had cake for breakfast, and headed out the door for school.
The dead skunk smell is still there even though the body is not.
I found ok parking, and then headed up to my office. I stopped in the lounge to check my email and junk and found out that the whole reason I came to school at 7:30 instead of 8:45 was cancelled!!! Oh well. I played on the internet and then played with some snake tissue.
Class was ok (all about cowbirds and their effects on other birds). Jake brought in one of his enormous lobster-sized crayfish. Back to birds... I am not a huge fan of birds. They can be cute, but that is about it. I like teasing seagulls. There is a really cool looking bird that was just discovered in India.
I wolfed down lunch (last of the veggie pizza and a peach and a nectarine) and headed to find Dr. Moga. She was not in so I bothered Dan about stains. She was mostly helpful. I ended up borrowing some Methylene blue from the lab I teach and trying to stain my tissue block that way. More putzing around with that, and now I am here while more snake tissue runs through infiltration goo.
I gotta get ready for the big gay pizza party. I have to find by big gay binder so I know what the hell I am going to say to the new queer peeps that show up.
Random fact of the day: This is about me and my battle with pink birds. Incident #1: When I was in high school (15/16) I was an Explorer at the zoo back home. Basically we got to shadow/ help the zoo attendants and learn all sorts of cool stuff. Have you ever touched a black panther? I have! Well, on day I ended up working in the Aviary. It is full of all sorts of cool birds and even some very small primates. I was picking up food bowls and spraying away bird poop. I went near the flamingo alcove and there were these two big pink flamingos that happened to be very poorly sighted (like Mr. Magoo!). I tried to spray the fet of the flamingos to get them out of the alcove so I could pick up their food bowl. One moved, the other freaked and rushed me, knocking my on my ass, hose in hand to leave me sore, wet, and with bird poo/ food residue on my jeans and boots. Pinks birds: one, me: zero. Incident #2: I was in Baltimore/ DC with my mom and Kailea over my Spring break for this NIH cancer gene study we are in. One of the many things we did was the National Zoo. It is free you know! Anyways we were in the rainforest area and we were up by some trees and water stuff and there was a little pink bird with a curved pointy beak waddling around. I followed it and it flew up on a rock. I stood next to the rock and my mom took pictures of me with the bird. On the third picture it poked me twice! Not hard, but still. Pink birds: 2, me: still zero.
Tuesday night, seminar wasn't that boring. I was just in a hurry to leave. Lizards are neat, especially when you put one male on a leash and place it next to another free moving wild male and see how much they fight!
At home, I watched part of 'Manderlay'. It has Ron Howard's daughter in it. It was weird, but good. It's like watching a play, but in movie format. I watched random tv and did some guitar playing. I tried to watch "House", but FOX went all fuzzy, so I watch "Big Brother". Booger-head won, the rake with tits lost, and Janelle was given $25000 from America's choice.
Wednesday morning, there was a very dead and very stinky skunk on the bridge into town.
More snake theft news, I check the Trib-Star online for articles about the incident (to see if my name was mentioned - it was not) and there were two of them. The second one was about the asshole who stole my snake. During the search I brought up this jackass' name and everyone said "he's not that stupid!". Apparently he is, and is getting off very lightly compared to all the charges the school could file against him. I never even met the guy, I have just heard stories that he is crazy with animals and stuff. I think he should be forced to buy me a new snake! Apparently back in the day when AK was starting the snake stuff, jackass was a student and wanted to help, but he was a little TOO into the snakes. George would not let him help for fear of someone getting envenomated at the hands of this douche.
Histology was uber-long! During lab I went to tell Beth and Angie downstairs that the idiot she said would have not stole my snakes actually did it! She was shocked! I continued looking at slides, and still have to finish looking at like 6 or 7 more.
After playing with microscopes, I went to play with more microscopes teaching Bio lab to the kiddies.
Then, I ate more cold veggie pizza + plums and tried to figure some stuff out. I could not find Dr. Moga to ask about stains (and my test grade) and I was starting to get really nervous. This anxiety has given me my motivation and focus back the last 2 days, so I guess it is good. I think it is here to stay since I only have 1 little over a year to finish my research and writing. Anyways, a blurb about my research is going to be part of a BBC / National Geographic piece on rattlesnake behavior. I really need to hurry up and get a quick and dirty cool-looking (even if it is inaccurate) model of the pit organ. I have til friday or it will be left out of the BBC thing. But here is the kicker, I will be out of town when they are shooting it next weekend. I will be in North Carolina with friends for my friend Eileen's wedding reception. Sorry Mom and Dad, I will not be on tv, but I should be mentioned (hopefully, though I may need to teach George how to say my last name properly). When all this crap was being set up I was told sometime in the beginning or middle of September, after I booked my flight I found out it was the same weekend. I would not be surprised if my parents told the newspaper back home that part of my research was going to be on a BBC thing (which wouldn't be bad at all!). But who knows what the BBC will opt to use of George's script of cool rattlesnake things.
After having severe agita, I went home to eat some chicken parm patties (again offensive to my people, but oh so tasty!) and watch 'Kinky Boots'. It was so cute. The drag queen, Lola was played by this black British guy who pops up in lots of movies. He was amazing as Lola. Ed from 'Shaun of the Dead' was in it, he was a pig and a bastard, and so was Jemima Rooper (Thelma from "Hex") and she was a right bitch as well. Basically, thigh-high heeled drag queen boots are really woman's boots and can't support a 6'2" man. So a dull British shoe factory owner finds a new market when he inadvertently gets knocked out by Lola (the queen) trying to help her.
She designs the boots and turns the factory around. This really happened, but not quite in the same way, in Britain.
I watched "Bones" and it was good. Next week should be better. I kind of watched an thing on some ho-bag teacher who slept with her 14-year old student while I read for Ecology seminar. So skanky!
The reading was a chapter on these evil things called cowbirds! They are brood parasites and lay their eggs in other birds nests. They also kill/ toss out other birds babies to make room for their own so they don't have to take care of their kids. Aww, they are like ghetto-rats!
I played some guitar again, and then went to sleep.
I did not sleep very well, it seemed like I was in bed forever (which is better than closing your eyes and then having the alarm ring only to find 7 hours passed by in like 2 minutes). I did have one good dream, it involved boobs and a pool. I don;t remember much about it except the boobs. Those are fun dreams.
I got ready, had cake for breakfast, and headed out the door for school.
The dead skunk smell is still there even though the body is not.
I found ok parking, and then headed up to my office. I stopped in the lounge to check my email and junk and found out that the whole reason I came to school at 7:30 instead of 8:45 was cancelled!!! Oh well. I played on the internet and then played with some snake tissue.
Class was ok (all about cowbirds and their effects on other birds). Jake brought in one of his enormous lobster-sized crayfish. Back to birds... I am not a huge fan of birds. They can be cute, but that is about it. I like teasing seagulls. There is a really cool looking bird that was just discovered in India.
I wolfed down lunch (last of the veggie pizza and a peach and a nectarine) and headed to find Dr. Moga. She was not in so I bothered Dan about stains. She was mostly helpful. I ended up borrowing some Methylene blue from the lab I teach and trying to stain my tissue block that way. More putzing around with that, and now I am here while more snake tissue runs through infiltration goo.
I gotta get ready for the big gay pizza party. I have to find by big gay binder so I know what the hell I am going to say to the new queer peeps that show up.
Random fact of the day: This is about me and my battle with pink birds. Incident #1: When I was in high school (15/16) I was an Explorer at the zoo back home. Basically we got to shadow/ help the zoo attendants and learn all sorts of cool stuff. Have you ever touched a black panther? I have! Well, on day I ended up working in the Aviary. It is full of all sorts of cool birds and even some very small primates. I was picking up food bowls and spraying away bird poop. I went near the flamingo alcove and there were these two big pink flamingos that happened to be very poorly sighted (like Mr. Magoo!). I tried to spray the fet of the flamingos to get them out of the alcove so I could pick up their food bowl. One moved, the other freaked and rushed me, knocking my on my ass, hose in hand to leave me sore, wet, and with bird poo/ food residue on my jeans and boots. Pinks birds: one, me: zero. Incident #2: I was in Baltimore/ DC with my mom and Kailea over my Spring break for this NIH cancer gene study we are in. One of the many things we did was the National Zoo. It is free you know! Anyways we were in the rainforest area and we were up by some trees and water stuff and there was a little pink bird with a curved pointy beak waddling around. I followed it and it flew up on a rock. I stood next to the rock and my mom took pictures of me with the bird. On the third picture it poked me twice! Not hard, but still. Pink birds: 2, me: still zero.
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